Less than three hundred meters away from him, an emaciated figure in a shabby coat was crouching in the middle of a pile of garbage, rummaging for something.

This is the first time that Mu Yang has seen a human other than himself in this world since he entered the dream realm for six days.

Mu Yang quietly moved to the nearby garbage heap, stuck in a blind spot: at this angle, he could clearly see the other party's every move, but the other party couldn't see him the moment he turned around.

According to preliminary estimates, it should be an Asian male, thin and short, about 1.60 meters, malnourished, but an adult.

Who, exactly? Is it the other humans who have broken into the dream world? The natives of the dream world? Or is it just a product of your own imagination?

Before making sure that the other party is not an enemy, Mu Yang will not act rashly.

The emaciated figure rummaged through the garbage heap for about five minutes, and suddenly remained still, judging by his slightly shrugging shoulders, the other person should be eating. This state lasted for about ten minutes, and the back finished eating, slowly turning his body in the direction of Muyang.

Mu Yang clenched his fist lightly, and his heartbeat began to accelerate.

His heart stopped beating suddenly.

When the other party's face and front were completely exposed in front of him, Mu Yang was completely suffocated. He thought he wouldn't be surprised at what he saw, but he was wrong. Rotting zombies, robots made of metal, and strange-looking aliens are all within Muyang's acceptance.

But it was a human being, a normal human being. It has a human body, a human hand, a human foot, all human organs and movements.

But only its face.

It doesn't have a face.

The place where the face should have grown is indeed blank, just a piece of flesh color that has no meaning. It's like a pasted oil painting.

"That's ......"

"There are no eating organs, so what was the other party chewing before?"

"How does it move without sight, without hearing, without smell? Is it through sensitive skin? ”

"Or is its sensory organ located elsewhere in the body?"

"Neither is right......"

The moment the other party turned around, Mu Yang lowered his head. He was sure that the other party had not found him, and at the same time, countless thoughts began to appear in his mind.

Immediately afterward, he heard the sound of the wind whistling towards him, and a high-pitched, silent whistling.

This time, you don't need to look at it to know that the other party has discovered his existence and pounced in this direction.

The other party launched an attack on itself.

"Hell, how the hell did that guy find out?"

Mu Yang threw the iron ball in his hand out and smashed head-on at the source of the wind. Then, one rolled over and dodged from where he had been standing, hiding in the intricate pile of rubbish nearby.

Even when he couldn't use a little telekinesis, Mu Yang still had one last weapon, and that was his body.

After thousands of years of human improvement, it is the most in line with human physiology and the most lethal fighting technique.

After being hit by the oncoming iron ball, the faceless man was visibly dizzy and stood in place and staggered a few times. The iron ball rolled helplessly to the other side.

The next moment, the faceless man pounced on the garbage heap where Mu Yang was hiding again.

"It's the second time, and the other party is tightly making a 'look' action, so you can know exactly where you are hiding."

"Even if there is a thick barrier between the two."

Mu Yang picked up half of the rusty and sharp iron with his hand, and whirled around with the opponent in the garbage heap, taking advantage of the geographical advantage to constantly avoid the opponent's attacks.

The Faceless Man is extremely fast and his strength is unknown, but judging by the whirring wind that breaks the air when he throws a punch, it is better not to fight the opponent head-on.

The other party's intelligence is limited, and he only knows how to rampage in the middle of the pile, and he has no intention of luring him into the depths of the garbage heap. In the midst of many obstacles, Mu Yang skillfully maneuvered with the help of the terrain, and the faceless man had the advantage in all aspects, but even the corners of Mu Yang's clothes could not be touched.

During the battle, Mu Yang noticed that the other party's empty face had been aimed at him. There were no senses on the faceless man's face, but what it gave Mu Yang ...... It's like trying to imitate what a human being.

Aiming oneself with a non-existent "eye", whistling with a non-existent "mouth", and even breathing with a non-existent "nose", accompanied by a fierce battle, the chest cavity fell together.

"Who are you ......?"

Mu Yang made a clever sideways turn and dodged the opponent's frontal attack.

“…… Who is it? ”

The faceless man did not answer Mu Yang. Or rather, the answer to him was just another straight punch head-on.

After dismantling more than fifty moves with the other party, after making sure that the faceless man was completely unable to communicate, Mu Yang turned around and walked around the other party's back. The Faceless Man turned sideways like lightning - but the guy's movements were too monotonous to predict. Mu Yang, who had been prepared, plunged the iron piece into the opponent's neck, and jumped out of the opponent's attack range before the faceless man felt the pain.

Only the faceless man in the center of the field remained, and blood and water flew all over the ground. It was completely enraged before it was dying, waving its hands and feet and frantically attacking the air. Soon, all the strength of the faceless man was exhausted, and he lay on the ground motionless.

Mu Yang waited in the distance for five minutes, waiting for the other party's blood to flow into a sea. He walked up slowly, and stabbed the other party in the back.

After doing all this, Mu Yang walked into the distance, bent down and vomited.

He didn't know if it counted as homicide.

But this feeling, really bad.

It took a few breaths to adjust his mood, and he was about to turn around and study the corpse of the faceless man. But what unfolded in front of him was a strange scene - the corpse that had been lying on the ground was vaporizing little by little, dissolving into the air at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That kind of scenario...... I can't describe it in any words, it's weird. Mu Yang was reminded of the shoddy video games produced by humans in the 21st century, in those ancient times, when a player or monster was killed, the program would always dispose of the corpses in this way — let them be displayed for a while, and then suddenly disappear from the screen.

Mu Yang was stunned for more than 0.3 seconds, he made his choice, and pounced like a cheetah, trying to grab something among the vanished corpses.